OK, plenty of you have heard my bemoaning stories about how I have such a hard time making money. I don't want to repeat my whole sad litany of excuses and reasons, but basically I've been financially incompetent since I left graduate school. For twenty years I've been trying to "build" something on the flimsiest of foundations, a good general liberal arts education from an elite (but relatively unknown) college. (Think Reed, Oberlin, Amherst type of school.) I need to re-tool, get certified or qualified in SOMETHING, but there's nothing that I "really want" to do.
Would a law degree be an answer. I can probably finance it, through "perpetual" loans from family members (and of course ridiculously high personal student loans). I don't know if I "really want to be" a lawyer, but I do know I "really don't want to be" impoverished any more. I'm bright enough (got a perfect 800 out of 800 score on the Analytical portion of the GRE once, for example) and have a Master's in English Lit already, so doing the law SCHOOL wouldn't be the problem.
What I'm worried about is, how do I know it will work out for me? I don't have "passion" about this enterprise, the way that the self-help gurus tell you that you have to "really be committed" or else it won't work. I can't imagine anyone with an above-average IQ and an interest in strippers EVER having as much "passion" about (for example) real estate, or financial planning, or getting an MBA and being a middle manager, as they would about boobies. Right?
So, your thoughts are welcome. I'm just checking all the potential sources of information. And if you don't care, then just click on over to the "high price of lap dances" thread. Or the "a boob review" one, better yet. :)


Ick. It's wet in there.
I'm actually examining chemical-plant maintenance / operations (believe it or not -- kind of the Homer Simpson position, sit at the control board, but it's at an oil or sulphur refinery, etc.). I can NOT stand the innerds of human bodies, though, so I'm going to have to take a pass on nursing. I am not exactly "squeamish," just very dissatisfied. When they have those TV shows about open-cavity surgery, my stomach automatically turns unless I take a hard look at myself and tell myself, "no stomach turning, it's just a TV image." And when they show eye-drop commercials on TV, with the attractive lady putting eye-drops in her eyes all blase, my eyes automatically water and puddle up. Just as an autonomous response. Nursing ain't for me.